30 day OTP challenge but with Empergloves!!!

🔪Day 8🔪

Crying over the other because they died ....yay?

they get a happy...ish ending at the end though

so here's what REALLY happens in the danganronpa AU i made 😈

im sorry for the angst, and also beware for gore.

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"IT CAN'T BE THEM!" Emperor yelled, desperately. The "Them" in question was Gloves, accused for the murder of Vintage. Somehow, Skull managed to solve it, or at least think he solved it. Emperor knew it couldn't be Gloves. They'd never do something like that!

...R-right?

Gloves just looked down, a guilty look on their face. "...I'm sorry, Emperor. Skull's right. I...I'm the blackened."

Monokuma just grinned. "Welp! You heard it here first folks! Gloves Elaris, the Ultimate Acrobat, is the culprit!"

His statements fell onto Emperor's deaf ears. He looked undignified, for a king. Tears were streaming down his red face. He couldn't believe it. It had to be a lie. It just...it had too.

But the votes were cast. Emperor voted for Skull. Someone who could convince everyone like that must be the culprit but he wasn't. It was Gloves.

No matter how much he didn't want to accept it. It was what was true.

But, Gloves just smiled. They walked over to Emperor, kissing his tears away. "I'll be fine, Emp...escape for me, k?" They asked.

Emperor managed a shaky nod as Gloves pressed one, last kiss to his lips, only pulling away to breathe. "I'll see you on the outside." They whispered, before heading to the door. 

The king could only watch as Gloves bolted through it, in an attempt to escape their execution. Monokuma just snarled, and pressed his button. A camera through the hallway was shown. And Emperor forced himself to watch it. 

--A deadly race

Ultimate Acrobat Gloves Elaris' Execution; Executed

Gloves sprinted down the halls. Monokuma had them redecorated, with polls high up and pits with spikes. It was nothing Gloves hadn't handled before. The jumped, and grabbed the polls, swinging over the gaps. Until they got to the last one. They lunged forward to grab it, and then...

it retracted into the wall.

Their eyes widened in shock and fear, as they fell to the ground, the spikes below. But... a small smile graced their face. Either they'd see Emperor soon, or he'd escape. That's all they cared about right now.

With a last gasp, their body landed on the spikes. Bubblegum pink blood flew everywhere, and spewed out of their chest. Their eyes were wide open, as was their mouth.

Gloves Elaris, the Ultimate Acrobat, was just executed.

Emperor fell to his knees, sobbing. The love of his life was killed and...he couldn't do a thing.

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The king walked to the Rec Room. Blood still on his hands and his stomach feeling...less than okay.

He opened the door, greeted by Mask who sat in a chair. "Did you do it?"

Emperor nodded. "Though Rider put up a fight. He's dead now, though. Who'd you decide to get?"

"You." Mask stated.

The king's eyes widened, and they felt something force its way up his throat. He coughed, collapsing to his knees as blood and vomit spewed out of his mouth. Poison. No wonder his dinner tasted weird.

He looked up at Mask, who no doubt had a smug look on his face, as Emperor felt his vision go dark, and he fell face-first into the pile of blood and puke.

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Emperor awoke in a field of flowers. It was...peaceful. He felt alive. He sat up and looked around, only to be tackled back down by the acrobat. "EMP!"

"...Gloves?" Emperor asked. Gloves nodded.

"I missed you. I...I really did." They stated, pressing kiss after kiss after kiss to Emperor's face.

The King blushed, but embraced Gloves. He knew fully well he was dead, now, but...He was with Gloves.

That's all he wanted, really.